Following the big '60s Monster Boom, there was a neat little literary micro-trend back in the '70s and '80s that had Famous Monsters either cast in alternative sympathetic lights or posited them as living figures setting the records straight by dictating their own autobiographies à la "Interview With The Vampire."
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📑The games appearing inside (in clockwise order)📑
▸the kid at the back
▸Mushroom Oasis
▸文字化化
▸14 Days With You
▸A DOUBLE SIDED MIRROR
▸Our Life Beginnings & Always
▸Where Winter Crows Go
▸Duality
▸Error143
▸A Date with Death
▸MonsterxMediator
Thank you very much for the existence of these games; they have healed my soul (´-ωก`)
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Esther Wheatley, park ranger, pilot of the prototype mecha Tarantula Hawk, will fight to protect desert-dwelling insectoid kaiju from poachers in MODERN CARAPACE: O Bounty Of Thy Ribs. A 72-page graphic novel you can read now!
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MONSTER PROM 4: MONSTER CON - REVEAL TEASER
We just released the Steam Page for "Monster Prom 4: Monster Con":
We also released a super cool teaser, check it:
Please, remember, getting lots of wishlists will help us a lot. If you once saved the life of a stranger who now owes you, please contact them and tell them that wishlisting "Monster Prom 4: Monster Con" is what will make you even.
Remember you can discuss the game and teaser in our official Discord server!
Here:
We hope this gets you hyped! (:
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Your alien lover is a virgin.
You’re the only human its ever met, so you have to teach it everything about your anatomy.
You take one of its tentacles and rub the appendage back and forth across your entrance as your alien lover writhes with pleasure.
Your pleasure is its pleasure and it lets out a groan as you penetrate yourself with a tentacle, using it like a sex toy.
Your alien lover gets overzealous, twisting its tentacle inside you until there’s no more room. You have to correct it, but its a quick learner.
Its tentacle pulses inside your dripping cunt as another stimulates your clit. Yet another slithers up your bare body, goosebumps prickling your skin, until it reaches your mouth and presses it way inside.
Your alien lover is probing you, exploring you from both ends as you both moan with pleasure.
When you climax, it climaxes, the orgasm undulating between you like a pendulum. It feels like it lasts an eternity, but when the waves subside to ripples your alien lover pulls you into its mass of tentacles. It holds you tight as sleep calls to you.
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Dude just read 99 3/4 pages screaming of JOY.
(I'm just making You from cornerthing because I don't know how it looks like).
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Text | 1, 3, 5, 7: "every day, for as long as she needs to hear it", @wearealsoboats // 2, 4, 6: "Start Here", Caitlin Siehl
Images | Hayao Miyazaki (Studio Ghibli), Howl's Moving Castle // Hayao Miyazaki (Studio Ghibli), Spirited Away // Disney, Beauty and the Beast // see 1 // Gary Ross, The Hunger Games: Catching Fire (based on novel by Suzanne Collins) // see 1
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Tonight, the Khureno Ambassador wants to take you out for drinks.
Highly, highly unusual, but you can’t say you’re not flattered.
He’s had you all to himself every night for the last two weeks, though of course you haven’t left his quarters once.
You wear your nicest dress, short and black with a plunging neckline, and meet him at the space station bar.
“Beautiful,” he growls, dragging you towards a dark corner of Ochin’s and seating you next to him on a comfortable couch.
A server brings you drinks and you sip yours slowly, enjoying the way he stares at you like he wants to devour you.
Two drinks later, he’s pulled you onto his lap, bouncing you slowly on his hard cock. Every time his erection pushes against your entrance, the pressure sends shots of arousal through you, dotting your vision.
The fabric of his pants and your underwear are the only thing keeping you apart, but not for long. His tentacles wrap around you, lifting you in the air and spreading your legs ever so slightly.
He unzips his pants as another tentacle moves your underwear to the side, before setting you back down on his enormous cock. The sudden profusion takes your breath away, as does the fact that you are in a crowded bar, albeit in a shadowy corner.
“Ambassador?” you ask as you turn to look at him, concern in your eyes, but he just smiles that fanged grin that you enjoy so much.
“My dear, I will fuck you wherever I want to, whenever I want to.”
The growled words set your heart racing and he grips his clawed hands around your waist, heaving you up and down on his cock. You bite your lip hard, trying to stifle the moan that so desperately wishes to escape as he fucks you.
A tentacle slithers around your neck, stealing your breath and keeping you quiet as he rams into you. There’s no subtlety now, no warming you up with gentle tentacles like he usually does, but you love it all the same.
It isn’t long before your orgasm hits you like a wave, washing over you as you bounce on the Ambassador’s cock.
He hums his pleasure in your ear, then lets out a grunt as he spills his seed into you, your cunt clenching around him.
“Good girl,” he murmurs, lifting you off of him and adjusting your underwear, now soaked with his sticky seed.
Your mind is empty as you sit beside him and he orders more drinks, wanting you suitably buzzed for another round.
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